how is it all doing? noting here. i am currnetly working on Artica still, and everything. and i am also working with my co-author on the "English Paper", and if you are wondering, i am the paperclip maniac, yes the one and only, paperclip manaic, we are working on the new story, "war of worlds," great twist in it. and very sad.

at the moment i am putting up all my poems for "Poems from a Suicidal Girl," that i hope one day i could publish. i also have several accounts on quizilla, so if they look familar to you, then that is y.

What if there was more to the Story of Hades and Persephone then you knew. What if there was someone far worce then Persephone's mother in Hades' way. Told from both Hades'and Persephone's pov. My first story please read and review.

Letters. That is what they are, letters. Letters that she wrote, to him, when her world was falling apart, but she never gave them to him. Letters that were meant for him, so that she would know, think, that someone was listening to her. Read her letters.

She killed two people, so to her, she's a murder. But to the people that she saved, she's a hero. To America, she's an Icon. To her friends, she is an Angel. But when Bre tries to recover, and forget, can she see herself as an Angel? Or a murder?

I tell the truth, as that is me, that is what I am. I am also a Goddess, and since the God's don't tell the truth of what happened at Troy, I will. Will you believe the Goddesses rebeled? That we lost? Will you believe our tale of war? And hope? Will you?

My world is gone, shattered like the Ice that now dominates my life. I can feel nothing, all i can do, is stand here, waiting for someone to wake me up from this nightmare. From this cold, hard, dark place. From my reality. I live in the New Ice Age. R&R

this is dedicated to all the men, and women out there, fighting battles that is not even theirs. Thank-you for giving your lives for us, back at home. This is my feeling of war. Please R&R if you want to.

A Princess, a liar, a Tratior, a General, a Daughter, a Healer, a Lover, a Fighter, a Friend, a Sister. I am all of those, and yet only three ever was true. I am Kali, Daughter to the Dark King, Angel of Stong Castings, and ever more, Heir of Dark.